Lycan King Novels & Stories

But as he violently pounded my pussy from behind, my mind was no longer on the man behind me. I had a new target now. The Lycan King. King Lyall was far more powerful than Kane. The very first time I laid eyes on him in the courtyard, I had been utterly conquered by the raw masculine power radiating from him. The King's cock had to be enormous, and there was no doubt he could fuck for hours. If I ever ended up in his bed, I'd probably lose my mind from the pleasure. But the physical pleasure wasn't even the most crucial part. More importantly, he was Ren’s mate. Anyone Ren liked, I would steal away!

Tolerate more of his insolence? "We do what we do best. Protect him at all cost. For some reasons. I don't have a good feeling about this new Lycan King." 'Neither of the Lycan Kings has never been to any good.' "In that case, we better prepare for the worst." - The arrival of the Lycan King, a hulking brute named Kaelen, was announced with a fanfare that felt ostentatious, even for our pack. He was all sharp angles and predatory grace, his eyes were a set of intelligent amber.

And at the far end, on a raised platform, sat a throne of black iron. And on that throne sits a tall, muscular man, The Lycan King. Kieran Blackthorn. The Beast King. I forgot to breathe. He is not what I expected. The stories painted him as a monster, something barely human. But the man before me was nothing like an animal. He was young, perhaps only a few years older than I am. He is devastatingly beautiful in the way dangerous things are beautiful, sharp and perfect and absolutely terrifying.

And his chest rumbled with a deep growl as Evren nodded to his question. “Good,” Lachlan growled, a sense of satisfaction spreading through his nerves as he moved from where he was to stand directly behind the omega. “I will teach you,” The Lycan King declared, a sense of depravity settling in his bones as the thought of being able to corrupt Evren. The Lycan King was depraved and ruthless, but even he didn’t know how much joy it would bring him to know that this omega before him did not know about sex before he was brought to the King.

“And here you are again, asking for more help. Every time I help you, it spells trouble. Honestly, there’s nothing you can offer me anymore. I’m sick of your wide pussy.” Lyka’s face burned with humiliation and anger, but she forced herself to stay calm. She walked over to the bed, sat down, and crossed her legs. “What if I told you I have something more valuable than my body? Something that could actually help you.” Ryan raised an eyebrow. “What do you know?” Lyka took a deep breath. “The Lycan King has started investigating the Silver Clan pack. You know… Myra’s mother’s pack. The one you overthrew.”

As I watched him leave, I wondered what the Lycan King looked like. I had heard countless rumors about him. They said he was the youngest Lycan King, only twenty-four years old. He took the throne after killing his own father. No one had dared challenge him because they were all terrified of him. His ruthless and bloody methods were always the center of discussion whenever his name came up. That was all I knew about him. Or perhaps that was all anyone knew. "Ravenna." I heard someone call my name. I looked over and saw Lycon.

,sans-serif; mso-ascii-font-family:Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-hansi-font-family:Calibri; mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin;} Luca Marino Every fucking thing I did were necessary evils. As a Lycan King and mafia lord, I was used to that principle. Over the years, that exact mantra led me to the top. Drunk Serena had accused that I was mean. But, she didn’t know of my world just yet. This is why I had come up with a deal to keep her around. Since she was my mate, I had to keep her around to be complete. Oh, so holy.

I might say, "isn’t it ironic?" "Nanny Daniele had explained to me that long ago, when the Lycan were known as powerful, cold, and wicked tyrants who ruled over the wolves, a treaty was made that one of the werewolf high born was to be married to the Lycan king's son, my father, but he wasn’t like the others, he doesn’t have the killer instincts, but he was ordered to take a bride anyway." Killian shrugged as he took out a bottle of wine and poured it into a cup. He noticed Brynn hadn’t moved an inch, but he knew she was listening attentively to everything he was saying.

Skyla couldn't even recollect what the name of the actual Lycan King was, the one who rules the clan where Lycan Lucas lives. Not just for Skyla but for the entire world, he was the most fearsome Lycan who had got just one mission and that was expanding the territory by leaps and bounds, safeguarding people's interests and giving them what they want and the most important part was to make them progressive. He was handsome, ruthless, cold but warm when it came to his clan members! All these are rightly the qualities of a king and so many she-wolves out of love would refer them as Lycan Lucas.

By midday, I was overwhelmed with a series of activities. There were four women teaching me about the Lycaon place and the history of Lycans and how the palace was built. The first Lycan king who had four mates and until the reign of King Cadeyrn-Ruaidhri’s father, every king had at least two mates. The Moon goddess knew that one woman was not enough to satisfy the sexual pleasures of a Lycan king, hence why she gave them more than one. The Lycans are very sexual beings as Scarlett had told me, and I found the information a little bit disturbing.